Zeng Wen giggled, the smile froze quickly, and said coldly: "Three famous classmates, leave the younger one to me, and you just let go and deal with Yang Qingxuan."
"Angry! What kind of onion are you!"
Chen Zhen roared angrily, and the battle gun was about to be raised, but the fire in his body exploded with a "bang", and burned out directly through his body. He screamed in pain, and fell to the ground, writhing continuously.
Yang Qingxuan looked at him struggling, expressionless, and said: "Anger is the root of all evil. Chen Zhen, you have to learn to control your emotions. It's easy to kill this scum, but this martial spirit is really good and can be used for training Your xinxing, you suffer for a while, reflect on your emotions."
What he said was neither salty nor bland, neither too fast nor too slow, just like a teacher teaching a student.
Chen Zhen said in pain: "Captain, quickly, kill him! I'm going to die of pain!"
Yang Qingxuan said: "Don't worry, it's not so easy to die. You are young and energetic, and you are fighting. You should control your emotions."
Chen Zhen was sweating profusely in pain. After hearing Yang Qingxuan's words, he suddenly felt that the Lingtai was clear and he was sweating profusely. Immediately sat up cross-legged on the ground, suppressing his inner emotions.
Zeng Wen laughed wildly: "Haha, suppress emotions? Humans have emotions, how can they be suppressed? Chen Zhen, you are a piece of shit, your whole family is a piece of shit, haha!"
Chen Zhen's originally calm heart exploded in an instant, and he roared, "Damn it!"
"Boom!"
The anger directly turned into real fire, gushing out from his body, and Chen Zhen instantly became a burning man.
"Haha, did you see that? Yang Qingxuan, this is what will happen to you later!"
Zeng Wen squinted at Chen Zhen and laughed wildly.
Chen Zhen was lying on the ground, his body was burning with flames, his eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, as if he had lost consciousness.
But on the surface of his body, there is a layer of yin aura flowing like mist, exuding a trace of cold air to counteract the raging fire.
Yang Qingxuan remained unchanged, and said: "Angry people are stupid after all. They can't defeat themselves. How can they defeat the enemy? Chen Zhen, you are extremely talented. I believe you can overcome the anger in your heart."
Zeng Wen laughed wildly: "Haha, he is almost dead, and he still won, what a fart!"
The short fat man grinned and said, "I've heard of this Martial Soul before, and it's really interesting. Yang Qingxuan, it seems that your enemies are all over the academy, and everyone wants you to die. If that's the case, what's the point of your life? , let’s go out and have a good talk, this place is too narrow, I’m afraid that if the hall is destroyed, the academy will arrest us and pay for it.”
He stepped forward, reaching out to grab Yang Qingxuan, trying to drag him out and beat him.
Yang Qingxuan smiled faintly, and said: "You don't need to let go of your hands and feet when you beat you scumbags, this little space is enough."
With a flash of a sword between his eyebrows, Fighting Ghosts and Gods came through the air and fell into his hands.
Immediately without saying a word, the moment he grabbed the sword, he slashed at the short fat man.
"A little awe-inspiring spirit, a thousand miles of blissful wind!"
As soon as the short fat man bullied him, he immediately felt a terrifying sword intent pressing down in the air, carrying the momentum of a furious wave, as if it wanted to smash everything!
"careful!"
Both Wu Ying and the student in blue shouted loudly.
Humpty Humpty roared even more furiously, the copper ring on his wrist spun rapidly, and fell into his hands at once, becoming several times larger.
There was a "buzzing" vibrato from the copper ring, and more than a dozen afterimages appeared all at once, wrapping around the short fat man's arms, and he slapped them out with both hands, shouting: "Don't underestimate me!"
"boom!-"
A crisp cracking sound resounded in the hall, and the copper ring burst open and flew everywhere. The two palms of the short fat man flew into the sky at the same time, and blood shot out like a fountain.
"ah?!"
The short fat man opened his mouth wide, and he was also dumbfounded. The sword was too fast and sharp, cutting iron like mud, and even broke his palm without feeling any pain.
Yang Qingxuan put away his sword and stood up, coldly said: "Severe your palm to show the public, if you don't accept it - come up and die!"
"ah!!"
A heart-wrenching scream came from Humpty Humpty's mouth. The miserable and out-of-tune voice made everyone have goosebumps and shuddered.
After a few breaths after cutting off the palm, I finally felt the pain.
But what hurts more is the heart, the two hands are gone, even if it continues in the future, it will not be as useful as before, and the martial arts cultivation will definitely be greatly affected.
All the students around couldn't react. They were clamoring to kill Yang Qingxuan before, but now they all widened their eyes and fell silent.
That short and fat man is a strong man in the real martial arts realm. When he saw each other, he didn't even see clearly, so he broke his palms? this…
The student in blue was furious and shouted, "Damn it!"
He was short in stature, bent his right arm, clenched his fist and struck out violently, hitting Yang Qingxuan's face straight.
Although this punch was simple and direct, it was shocking and overbearing, and the air was shaken with a piercing whistling sound, which made people upset.
Wu Ying also made a sudden move. He knew Yang Qingxuan's power very well, and 120% of his power came out in an instant, turning into a water dragon in his hand, roaring up.
The shape of the water dragon was lifelike, and the dragon scales on its body were sharp, exploding in anger like a blade.
Under the pincer attack of the two, the momentum shook the mountains and the ground, and the terrible true energy exploded and rushed to the surroundings. The bluestone under Yang Qingxuan's feet couldn't bear the force, and they all shattered with a "crack".
"The mayfly shakes the tree!"
Yang Qingxuan snorted coldly, the sword energy rose again, Dou Guishen turned in the palm of his hand, two sword energy burst out through the air, and shot away!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Two sharp sword lights rushed away, shooting at the two of them separately. In the next moment, blood splashed, the palm strength and the water dragon stagnated in the air, and then suddenly shattered, turning into chaotic true energy, and scattered in agitation.
"Boom!—"
"ah!"
"ah!"
Two screams sounded, and Wu Ying and the blue-clothed student each had an arm cut off. Blood flowed profusely in an instant, and they both retreated a few steps with pale faces, full of horror.
Wu Ying shouted, "Let's go!"
He didn't even want a broken arm, and rushed out of the hall.
The short fat man and the blue-clothed student were ashamed, and they couldn't care less at this moment, and immediately fled away like flying.
Although the college stipulates that killing people is not allowed, this place is often a place where corpses are often thrown.
If you kill, you will be punished by the school rules, and those who are killed will lose their lives. So no one dared to gamble with their own lives.
Yang Qingxuan stepped on the sword step, and in an instant, he surpassed the three of them, and they stood at the entrance of the main hall, raised the fighting spirit and slashed straight down.
"Boom!"
The fierce and domineering sword energy turned into a storm and swept in. There were countless sword glows in the storm, covering the vital points of the three of them.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Under the light of the sword, a large cloud of blood mist rose violently, and all three of them were thrown out violently as they were hit by hundreds of swords, and the sky was covered in blood.
After landing, it spun and slid out, leaving behind three shocking spiral bloodstains.
(end of this chapter)